Wanton Woman

Hunnie












The midwives assist me out of the tub and onto the comfortable and new vanity chair to the corner by the door. They then began to help me dry. Pulling my robe down my shoulders, pooling around my back and stomach, Suki rubbed a cream on my bump while Jo Jo blow dried my hair and Hay Lee rubbed another creme on my swollen ankles and legs.





My feet were so swollen that Hay Lee's hand massage made me want to drift off into a sleep. Her touch was delicate, but firm and then she placed cooled pieces of cabbages around my swollen ankles. When she's done repeating the same process to my other ankle, Suki throws a silky, brown colored, long sleeve dress, over my head. There wasn't much stretch to it, but it was a size up and comfortable, while revealing my mark and tops of my breast.






Jo Jo starts to braid my hair and the women disappear to her side. Just then, my mates both come out of the bathroom, walking over to their closet. Not without shooting me warm and lewd stares as my bottom was still out of my dress.









When Jo Jo was done twisting my hair in a spiraling braided up-do, she sat me down on the sofa across the bed. She gave me a few dried garlic chips and dried oranges from a white basket while I waited for my mates to get dressed. Then they all did their own things about the room. Suki read magazines by the vanity, Jo Jo stocked towels in the bathroom and Hay Lee disappears through a door in the back of the room.








Bahm comes to my side first, wearing a grey tank and grey sweat pants. I see Kris watching Bahm's movement from behind him and then his eyes meet mine. He throws me a kiss which makes me giggle as Bahm takes his seat to my side.





My eyes become lost in his, as he only stares at my hair and face, then down to the cleavage my dress propped up for everyone's eyes to see. His lips then land on mine several times before I finally kiss him back. Then he takes my hands and kisses them.





"Hunnie I love you."




"I..love you too...Bahm." He smiles a half smile before a tear falls from one of his eyes. Before I could acknowledge it, Kris sits down to my to other side with a comb in his hand and kneeling over to kiss my stomach. He continues to comb his wet wavy hair and then Bahm lowers his mouth to my stomach as well.




The babies start to go crazy inside of me. One of their kicks were harsher than the other, but then they'd both start mimicking each other. Bahm continues to run his hand along the curvature of my rounded belly kissing my navel.




"Why do they get like this when you touch them?" I point out, realizing it's when Bahm is around they start to go crazy!






"One of them is scared of me." He says taking his mouth off my dress and rubbing his hands along the kicks of my stomach.





"If one is afraid, why do they both go crazy?"





"Because the other one is thinking they need protection. So they mimic the other." He says painfully and lowering his head to my stomach.






"I don't think they are afraid of you Bahm. They are probably excited their father’s around." Kris says walking over to the mirror by the corner of their closet.






"It is fear Kris... One of them has fear in its heart. I can feel it." I look to his face and streams of tears begin to flow out of his same one eye. He brings his feet on the sofa and lays his head on my belly, rubbing the lower parts of my stomach.




Kris comes over and tussles his hand in Bahm's hair and gives me a kiss on my lips before he disappears through the doors for snacks he says.







Bahm continues to lay on me and runs the tips of his finger all over my body. I too run my hand through his damp, short, curls. I even believed he was dozing off as his hands kept stopping and continuing back up seconds later.








I actually had to mind link Kris to help me move Bahm who was asleep and putting pressure on my lungs. He must be exhausted.

Kris came back with a white box wrapped in a red ribbon, set it on the table and rushed over to lifts Bahm's sleepy head off of me so I could stand up.







We leave him sleeping there and walked through the doors in the back of the room. It leads us down the hall to a wooden double door that led us outside. We walk down a few stepping stones and turn the corner to the outside kitchen just a few yards away from the a lake.





We enter through a second door of the kitchen house and into a small room with a glass table and a metal bench. Kris begins to open the white box that held a delicious cinnamon smelling cake inside and runs through an archway in the room to come back with utensils and plates.




My mouth watered watching him take it out the box and cut it in a few pieces. The cake was topped with cherries and had a pool of creamy milk surrounding it's spongy, frosted, rich goodness. My nose picked up on coconut milk and sweet milk, the babies went crazy!







"I think you'll still be much sweeter than this cake." Kris blurts while bringing his tongue across the cake knife.






I blushed watching his tongue work all over the sharp steel and he finally pushes a plate in front of me. I dive in, wasting no time. We both eat two pieces and then two servants come into the room and place a water jug with cups and a glass of milk on the table. Kris passes the milk and I chug it slowly and cautiously so I don't puke it all up.








Jo Jo finds her way to us, asking to wake The King In an hour in preparation for my examine. She also brought us a shrimp and carrot summer roll. Kris and I eat the delicious snack and make our way over to the lounge room with Jo Jo who says walking daily while pregnant is very good for my hips and body to prepare for birth.







She walks with us over to the room, taking about many different positions I could sleep in and how I will be very uncomfortable, to only remember it will only be for maybe a few weeks. She leaves after mentioning some sort of pillow that I could stick in between my legs.







Kris raises two legs on the sofa into a lay-z-boy position. We cuddle up next to each other, pretending to watch the tv when we were both very excited to be so close to one another. He spoons behind me, rubbing his hand along my thighs.





“How are you feeling?”



“Good.”



“Any pain anywhere?” He says strained.





“No..I’m fine.” I say with a big smile on my face. I still couldn’t believe the young, flirtatious, Eastern kid who harassed me for years, turned out to be my second mate. He was always temptingly handsome and even more tempting since he was right behind me, touching me sensually. My body was beyond excited for him.





“Let’s do something to make you even more excited.” Kris mumbles and I smirk, telling him I wasn’t excited.







“Something that I read, that helps prepare a woman’s perineum for stretching during birth.” His hand slides my dress up, a lewd and shy smirk forms on my face. I already knew where he was going with this once his lips comes in contact with my shoulder.







Psshhh...a massage he says!







He slides my dress up over my bottom, exposing my bits from behind, then he pushes my legs up together. His hands come over my folds and touching my already wet core.





He inserts a finger and I bite my bottom lips at the intrusion, arching my back against his hand. My body has been craving to be touched since morning!





“When do you get time... to read.” I moaned, closing my eyes and resting my head on top of my hand.





His finger massages the opening of my core with slight pressure. It was barely inside, but felt so good! He starts to breath heavy before he answers my question.





“I’ve read it on my phone.” He says between his teeth and inserts another finger inside my throbbing bits. He pushes in deeper, my walls tighten around his fingers. I hiss in pleasure with my eyes rolling back and all around my head. He pushes his fingers in an out, thrusting at a delightful paste and moving from side to side. I begin to feel my liquids pooling around his hand and out onto my ass cheeks.





He groans repeatedly in my ears hearing my juices create a noise between the frictions of his hand. I grip onto the sofa, feeling my body start to go into quick spasms at the fast euphoric sensation I was feeling in the bottom of stomach. His other hand spreads my cheeks, giving his other hand room to dive in deeper.



Biting my lips, I whimpered heavily clutching the arm rest of the sofa and jerking my body against Kris behind me. I feared we would get walked in on, and the thought made me want to release my bladder. I didn’t want to release just yet. I wanted to keep going!